At dawn on December 12, 1937, on the side of the main peak of Purple Mountain, the position of the 3rd Regiment of the 2nd Infantry Brigade of the Teaching Corps.

After the bombardment, before the fortifications of the main position at the foot of the mountain were repaired, the Japanese infantry appeared in Zhang Wei's telescope, and the wing artillery, infantry artillery, and rapid-fire artillery began to bombard frantically, regardless of the loss and accidental hit.

Zhang Wei ordered all veterans to take care of the newly recruited transport soldiers and not to panic. The Japanese now charged to a distance of eight hundred meters, which was far from the distance of firing. There were occasional gunshots from the main position at the foot of the mountain, presumably the newly replenished soldiers were firing their courage.

Zhang Wei wiped his sweat, clutched the Zhongzheng rifle that had accompanied him for two days, and said in his mouth: "Don't mess up, don't panic, listen to the order and shoot again." His own hands were shaking. There are too many, this is the craziest attack since the beginning of the war, looking at the rows of stragglers of the Japanese army, the direct attack of the troops alone is no less than one infantry wing, plus the follow-up troops. Crazy, all crazy.

Zhang Wei walked to Dong Erli's side, Dong Erli was personally operating a grenadier, nervously adjusting the slide button of the grenadier, and closely following the Japanese army's charging distance.

"Erli, how about it, load up the bullets and wait for my order to fire." Dong Erli nodded, and the deputy shooter beside him put a Type 89 special grenade into the barrel. Dong Erli began to estimate the distance based on experience, controlling the size of the vent.

Zhang Wei asked the soldiers of the communications squad to call Hao Zhong, Qiu Wei and other four platoon commanders, and told them that the signal for grenadiers to fire prevailed, and everyone opened fire together. The shelling of the Japanese was not stopped, and every infantry squad had to be notified.

After receiving the order, the four immediately went down to act. The artillery shells are still blowing up, and the small cannons belonging to the brigades of these wings are not very powerful, but the angles are very tricky, and the observers on the front line see the situation of the Chinese army's position, and they immediately fire after reporting it.

The forward of the Japanese infantry rushed to a distance of 600 meters, and Dong Erli constantly adjusted the distance, which was the maximum range of the grenadiers. A row of bullets hit the sandbag in front of Zhang Wei, leaking out the dirt and debris inside. The 7-point 7-mm bullet from the 92 heavy machine gun almost killed him.

"Damn, you dare to shoot this dog day when it's so far away, and you don't need money for bullets," the frightened Zhang Wei muttered to himself.

"Company commander, do you want to fight?" Dong Erli asked as he looked at the Japanese infantry who rushed to within a distance of three hundred meters. Don't fight, wait, the fire below hasn't been fired yet, what are we anxious about. Zhang Wei said. In two sentences, the Japanese army rushed to more than 200 meters, and Zhang Wei had clearly seen the Japanese officers and corporals holding command knives, and the soldiers of the heavy machine gun group were leaping forward with their handles.

Wait, wait, da-da-da, the position below the hill emitted a dense burst of gunfire like bursting beans, they opened fire, and a dozen Japanese soldiers in front were knocked to the ground, and the others continued to charge. Heavy machine-gun crews began to take up positions, firing cover at the main positions.

The grenadiers and light machine guns were still closer to the ground, and only the team attacking the western heights was seen separated from the flow of people, and several people carried mortar parts, base plates, and barrels.

The mortar of the devil is going to hit my western highlands, less than 200 meters, wait more than ten meters, wait, wait, fight! Dong Erli let go of the handle, threw the grenade and flew straight out, landing on the charging Japanese soldiers and exploding. Four or five Japanese soldiers fell to the ground on the spot, and the people next to them also lay down to avoid bullets. The explosion of the grenade was the signal for the whole company to open fire, and the soldiers who could not hold back for a long time opened fire one after another, especially the newly replenished transport soldiers, who were suppressed by excessive fear. Shooting frantically at the Japanese army, the grenadier groups arranged in two places also opened fire, the two groups were to support the main position, hiding under the rocks on the right flank of the western highlands, that is, the layout of the original battle defense guns to fight tanks, constantly firing, reinforcing the defense of the main position.

The Japanese army was also a little curious, and while fighting, the support artillery of the Chinese army came up.

Grenades, rifle bullets were not fatal shots, and the formation of the Japanese today sharply increased their casualties, and shrapnel from grenades and rifle bullets constantly knocked them down.

Poof-A mortar shell fell in the trench, where there was no one, this was also a test projectile, the shells of the Type 97 81 mm mortar began to shoot at the western heights, which was very effective against the high ground on the top of this slope, after three rapid fires, the reinforced company began to suffer casualties, a light machine gun crew was blown up, and the scattered shampnel also caused the rifle group soldiers next to him to suffer, and the soldier fell in a pool of blood and convulsed continuously until his life was exhausted.

Dong Erli, hit the mortar, and suppressed him.

Well, Dong Erli reloaded and fired again with the cooperation of the deputy shooter, and threw grenades to transfer fire to the mortar group under the mountain. The Japanese also discovered that the "small artillery" fire of the Chinese army came from the western highlands, and the machine guns and grenadiers gradually strengthened the countermeasures and suppression of the western highlands. The dense machine gun bullets made Zhang Wei unable to raise his head for a while, pushed away a corpse beside him, and Zhang Wei came to Dong Erli's side. "Erli, let's change places after a few shots." After speaking, Dong Erli crawled to the right trench with his waist bent, followed by the deputy shooter and observation behind him.

In the rain of bullets and fierce firefights, the reinforced company, which had not suffered major losses before, paid a considerable price on the western highlands, and nearly 10 people died on the spot.

Zhang Wei threw out a grenade, and took advantage of the smoke from the explosion to pick up a neutral rifle and shoot blindly.

Withdraw the shell and reload again, this time aiming at a machine gunner, the crooked bullet had just killed a soldier in the first trench, and the secondary shooter was preparing a six-bullet bridge clip with five rounds, waiting to be loaded.

This devil is very ghostly, and he will change places after hitting ten shots. Zhang Wei held his breath, wrapped his strap, breathed steadily, and aimed at the devil's head at three points and one line. Smack, the bullet missed, and the machine gunner shifted positions a few seconds before Zhang Wei opened fire, and the bullet pierced the ammunition box of the secondary shooter and grazed the back of the secondary shooter.

"Damn", Zhang Wei adjusted his state, re-aimed, and shot! The seventy-nine bullet hit the Heavy in the neck from the front, and blood splattered everywhere, and the secondary shooter hurriedly blocked the Heavy in the neck, as if he thought that blocking the blood that flowed out would save his life. didn't know that Zhang Wei's next target was him, the static target was much better, Zhang Wei withdrew the bullet case, and the body of the deputy shooter fell straight on the machine gunner, and the blood of the two was mixed together, and it really achieved "life and death." ”

Zhang Wei killed a machine gun crew, but the firepower suppressed by the Japanese did not decrease, and the troops that stormed the hillside were beaten down by the fire of the western highlands, and then charged, and then charged, and then charged, and then again. The suppressive fire and artillery of the Japanese army attacked the firing points and all the living forces on the western heights, and the casualties continued to increase in the course of attrition. Qiu Wei's platoon was knocked out of a squad of light machine guns, and several riflemen tried to retrieve the machine guns that had been blown out of the trench, but were killed by rifles in the operation with the guns.

"Don't go, the gun is important or the life is important," Qiu Wei shouted with red eyes.

Perhaps, for the soldiers on the position, a light machine gun is really more important than human life.

Pout-Type 97 mortars, which replaced the fallen gunners, began a new round of rapid fire.

The enemy and we were all killed, and the two sides were fighting this small gentle slope and flat land on the left flank.

The fierce battle continues.